Love of a Rolling Stone — текст песни (Bonnie Tyler)

(j. chestnut)

Producers for bonnie: david mackay, ronnie scott, steve wolfe



You hate old chicago ,in the winter time

When the cold wind blows right through you

And you said it aint no fun

You called west a dream come true

Then one week it got the best of you

On a path lying in that oklahoma sun

Swore if this day ever came

Thered be no strings, no playing games

Misty eyes and sad goodbyes to say



When love is gone why try to put

A finger on what happened

When somewhere down the road

It slipped away



All I ever wanted was a baby in my arms

A wedding ring and a simple thing called home

All you ever gave me was a look at some old highway

The sky above and the love of a rolling stone



I remember when you told me

That youd always be a drifting man

And you didnt need another hungry mouth to feed

And I wont bring a child into a world between roses

And a thorn and the side of a tumbling tumbleweed



One day you may miss me

But I hope you dont feel guilty

Go chase the sun until your dying day

But inside me theres a second little heartbeat

That goes with me

And the one more thing that happened on the way



All I ever wanted was a baby in my arms

A wedding ring and a simple thing called home

All you ever gave me was a look at some old highway

The sky above and the love of a rolling stone